The first time I was groped under my kilt I was 11. I was at the same school as my cousin, we were both boarders but as it happened we also lived in adjacent villages. E hung about together in the holidays. On this particular occasion we were wrestling together , he brings year older was winning and submitting had made my c*** stiff. As I was wearing the kilt commando this was something he soon discovered and he had his hand up playing with it with no resistance from me. Then as he felt me getting more excited he rubbed it up and down and gave me a great dry c**.